That like a father you will deal with him, We be affied;2 and such assurance ta'en, Tra. Then at my lodging, an it like you, sir: Bap. I follow you, [Exeunt Tranio, Pedant, and Baptista. Bion. Cambio. Luc. What say'st thou, Biondello? Bion. You saw my master wink and laugh upon you? Luc. Biondello, what of that? Bion. 'Faith, nothing; but he has left me here (1) Assure or convey. (3) Accidentally. (2) Betrothed. behind, to expound the meaning or moral1 of his signs and tokens. Luc. I pray thee, moralize them. Bion. Then thus. Baptista is safe, talking with the deceiving father of a deceitful son. the Luc. And what of him? Bion. His daughter is to be brought by you to supper. Luc. And then? Bion. The old priest at Saint Luke's church is at your command at all hours. Luc. And what of all this? Bion. I cannot tell; except they are busied about a counterfeit assurance: Take you assurance of her, cum privilegio ad imprimendum solùm : to the church;-take the priest, clerk, and some sufficient honest witnesses: If this be not that you look for, I have no more to say, But, bid Bianca farewell for ever and a day. [Going. Luc. Hear'st thou, Biondello? Bion. I cannot tarry: I knew a wench married in an afternoon as she went to the garden for parsley to stuff a rabbit; and so may you, sir, and so adieu, sir. My master hath appointed me to go to Saint Luke's, to bid the priest be ready to come against you come with your appendix. [Exit. Luc. I may, and will, if she be so contented: She will be pleas'd, then wherefore should I doubt? Hap what hap may, I'll roundly go about her; It shall go hard, if Cambio go without her. [Exit. SCENE V-A public road. Enter Petruchio, Katharina, and Hortensio. Pet. Come on, o' God's name; once more toward our father's. Good Lord, how bright and goodly shines the moon! (1) Secret purpose. Kath. The moon! the sun; it is not moonlight now. Pet. I say, it is the moon that shines so bright. Kath. I know, it is the sun that shines so bright. Pet. Now, by my mother's son, and that's myself, It shall be moon, or star, or what I list, Or ere 1 journey to your father's house :Go on, and fetch our horses back again.— Evermore cross'd, and cross'd; nothing but cross'd! Hor. Say as he says, or we shall never go. Kath. Forward, I pray, since we have come so far, And be it moon, or sun, or what you please : I know it is. Kath. sun: But sun it is not, when you say it is not; Hor. Petruchio, go thy ways; the field is won. And not unluckily against the bias.— Enter Vincentio, in a travelling dress. Hor. 'A will make the man mad, to make a Woman of him. Kath. Young budding virgin, fair, and fresh, and sweet, Whither away; or where is thy abode? Pet. Why, how now, Kate! I hope thou art not mad: This is a man, old, wrinkled, faded, wither'd; Kath. Pardon, old father, my mistaking eyes, Which way thou travellest: if along with us, Vin. Fair sir, and you my merry mistress, That with your strange encounter much amaz'd me; My name is call'd-Vincentio; my dwelling-Pisa; Vin. Lucentio, gentle sir. The spouse of any noble gentleman, Who will of thy arrival be fuil joyous. Vin. But is this true? or is it else your pleasure, Like pleasant travellers, to break a jest Upon the company you overtake ? Hor. I do assure thee, father, so it is. Pet. Come, go along, and see the truth hereof; For our first merriment hath made thee jealous. [Exeunt Petruchio, Katharina, and Vincentio. Hor. Well, Petruchio, this hath put me in heart. Have to my widow; and if she be forward, Then hast thou taught Hortensio to be untoward. [Exit. ACT V. SCENE I-Padua. Before Lucentio's house. Enter on one side Biondello, Lucentio, and Bianca; Gremio walking on the other side. Bion. Softly and swiftly, sir; for the priest is ready. Luc. I fly, Biondello: but they may chance to need thee at home, therefore leave us. Bion. Nay, faith, I'll see the church o' your back; and then come back to my master as soon as I can. [Exeunt Luc. Bian, and Bion. Gre. I marvel Cambio comes not all this while. Enter Petruchio, Katharina, Vincentio, and attendants. Pet. Sir, here's the door, this is Lucentio's house, My father's bears more toward the market-place; Thither must I, and here I leave you, sir. Vin. You shall not choose but drink before you go; I think, I shall command your welcome here, [Knocks. |